Ancient secrets told

Hangover

Eron woke to a warm room, the room spinning and humid. His body ached in a pleasing way. "Oh where am I? What happened?" He sat up, looking around dizziness.
"Seems like you got drunk" Devons voice called, the elven king sat infront of a fireplace, "you're also in my bath".
"When did you get back? How did it go?" Eron asked, getting out of the tub slowly, "and where is my cloths?".
"It went well, I can back last night and I got your cloths cleaned, they're on my bed" Devon answered all the questions. "Remember what happened exactly?".
"Umm... I was drinking with this soldier Ulli, he's with King Aron, at this strip club" Eron struggled to remember. He does remember gossiping about his relationship with Devon.

"Yes you told me that, well not the strip club, the one down the road?" Devon asked, laying down infront of the fire. (Fuck sake stop blushing, this is not the first time I've seen him like this) he scolded himself.
"Yeah, caught me off gard but I wanted a drink so I stayed" Eron shrugged, sitting next to him.
"I know a few of the hokers there, they're quite friendly" Devon nodded slightly, "well let's get out of here". He extinguished the fire and left to the bedroom. Eron's head was pounding and he felt dizzy when ever he stood up. He flopped on the bed next to Devon. "So just dying?" Devon asked, petting his head.
"Yeah, I drank more then I'm use to" Eron rolled to his back, stretching out and feeling the nausea fade slowly.

"Not gonna lie, you're getting better with anel" Devon grinned and Eron felt stupid for not recognising the feeling when he woke up.
"Wow I asked for sex when I was drunk?" Eron asked, feeling a little impressed with himself.
"Not really, you just complained and I told you to get naked" Devon shrugged, pulling him into a cuddle, "you loved it though".
"Y-yeah..." Eron shrugged awkwardly and rested his head on his shoulder, feeling the muscles on his chest.
"Aww nervous again?" Devon teased, kissing his neck.
"No" Eron kissed him back, cuddling into him, his head spinning.

"Well the next battle could be a counter attack from the Garnet kingdom so I need you to be ready. That means no more drinking" Devon ordered with a pet on his head.
"No problem, I hate this" Eron stretched and cuddle into him. His mind wondered, to all of the other kingdom's. (There's 4 elf kingdom's and 5 humans. Opul kingdom that's this sexy beats one. Garnet kingdom that Vulmur rules, rich in territory from what I hear. Jade kingdom that Hagas rules, they live in the mountains up north. Amethyst kingdom that Vulder rules, to the west in the other continent. That's all the eleven ones I believe) the calm environment that he's in with Devon made it sound. (On the 5 human ones do I remember them? King Alon rules Magnetite. There's the silver kingdom that Jullan rules. Copper kingdom that Ernest rules, they're rich in well riches. Steel kingdom, their ruler is... Rhett? Yeah Rhett. And finally Bauxite kingdom that's ruled by Colan I believe) he kept thinking back, trying to remember what each of the Kings look like.

The he thought the more King Devon stood out, (wait a minute). "How have I just realised that you don't have a crown?" Eron asked, looking up. Devon jumped a little, obviously statled for a sudden conversation.
"Oh I do, just that I gave up wearing it all the time centuries ago. It's just hevey and annoying, I made 3 others for decoration for party's or large courts you know" Devon cuddled into him.
"Surly it's not that bad?" Eron asked, resting his head on his shoulder again, nuzzling.
"Not for the first 50 years, that's just normal but eventually it just gets in way" Devon yawned, "sorry been up for half the night making sure you don't vomit on yourself."
"Oh- thanks" Eron smiled, resting in the cuddle, (he cares about me).
"Don't get all soft now, I'm just having a lay in with you" Devon sat up, making Eron follow.

"So we just waiting for a counter attack? That's the plan?" Eron asked, not feeling too sure that's the best idea.
"For now, after that I'll inform you in what you need to know" Devon shrugged, holding onto Eron.
"Oh so I'm not allowed to see the full plan?" Eron joked, kissing his cheek.
"Not really your concern" Devon grinned then got up to dress. Eron sat waiting, his head wasn't spinning anymore but it was still foggy. "Here you're cloths are cleaned, you're welcome" Devon handed over a pile and Eron dressed himself, waiting for his head to clear properly.